Zhuge Buliang and a few people were dumbfounded, the strength of this ghost envoy was really terrifying, just that the huge scythe was thrown out, and it could definitely kill the cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage in seconds. If you really fight, you can definitely compete with the masters of the Transformation Period, and even with the Cave Void Period.

The ghost weakened the ghost fire in the eye socket, regained the hollowness again, and slowly walked towards Yinyang Road.

Zhuge Buliang followed behind, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe, this ghost envoy was definitely a terrifying place.

At this time, a towering stone monument appeared on the side of Yinyang Road, and the stone monument stood like a Gaidai demon god, with intricate words carved on it.

"Little guy, what's written on it?" Zhuge Buliang asked the little ginseng fruit, he knew that the little ginseng fruit was proficient in the words of the ancient immortal cultivation world.

The little ginseng fruit's face changed color, and he said: "Once you enter the Nine Shadows, you will never recover!"

"Nine Shadows!" Zhuge Buliang was shocked, this Yinyang Road was really connected to the Nine Ghosts Realm.

"Master, let's go back, this road leads to hell. Phil wanted to back down.

Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly: "If we retreat now, I estimate that the ghost envoy in front of us will attack us mercilessly." ”

It is not so much that this ghost envoy is in charge of leading the way, but that it is the messenger in charge of escorting on the Yinyang Road. Zhuge Buliang thought in his heart, once he stepped into Yinyang Road, he could only move forward, not turn back.

The ghost envoy who was walking in front stopped, the skeleton face under the black robe was hideous and terrifying, two crimson ghost fires lit up in the deep eyes, and the huge scythe behind his body flashed with a ghostly black light.

Zhuge Buliang sighed and could only continue to move forward.

I don't know how long it took, but the ghost envoy who was walking in front suddenly disappeared inexplicably, as if it had never appeared. Yinyang Road was silent, only the wheezing sound of Zhuge Buliang and a few people.

"Whoa!" At this moment, the Yinyang Road under his feet suddenly moved strangely, like a picture scroll, converged, and the black and white light flow swept away, wrapping towards Zhuge Buliang and them.

For a moment, Zhuge Buliang felt that his body couldn't move, he looked at Fei'er, the monkey and the little ginseng fruit, and saw that they were also in fear, obviously, they were also incapacitated like Zhuge Buliang.

The black and white air currents engulfed them, and for a moment, Zhuge Buliang felt as if they were being swallowed by a terrifying black hole, and there was no other color around them except black and white.

It's as if you've traveled through centuries, forever. They are wrapped in this black and white world, like a flat boat in the sea, drifting with the current.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the black and white air flow disappeared. Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt that their bodies were out of balance, and they were actually in mid-air, hurriedly running the True Yuan, and stood in the void with their feet.

"Where is this?" Fei'er looked in surprise.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless sea of fire purgatory, and the air is filled with a scorching breath. The volcanic magma rolled, and the entire sky seemed to be burned red.

"Is this the ghost world?" Zhuge Buliang looked into the distance, and his heart was excited.

"Wow, it doesn't feel the same, it doesn't seem to be a ghost world. The little ginseng fruit said with a solemn face.

The volcanic magma erupted, and the scorching breath of a volcano not far away filled the air, and the magma pillars rose into the sky, burning the sky red.

"What the hell is this place? Fei'er looked around, her heart palpitating.

"Boom!"

At this time, a volcano under Zhuge Buliang's feet rolled with a scorching breath, and magma rolled. The volcano is about to burst.

"Boom!"

The scorching magma rose into the sky, Zhuge Buliang and they flew quickly into the distance, coming to a place thousands of meters away, looking at the spectacular scene of the volcanic eruption, the terrifying fluctuations were mighty, and the magma rolled down.

There is a volcano here every few tens of miles, and it is a kind of purgatory.

"In every volcano, there seems to be a behemoth. The little ginseng fruit said.

"Squeak!" the monkey seemed to see the abnormality, nodding frequently.

"Whoa!"

Not far away, in a volcanic crater, the sound of iron chains sounded, like the sound of death from the Nine Shadows. Suddenly, a black chain the size of a water tank poked out of the crater and collapsed the void.

"This is not a good place, let's get out of here. Zhuge Buliang said.

They flew towards the sky, and they could see a volcano every few dozen miles, and the terrifying aura was permeating. It seems that as the little ginseng fruit said, there seems to be a behemoth in every volcano.

And this purgatory is infinitely wide, and they have flown for a full day, but they have not yet come out of this purgatory. The whole sky burned red.

Finally, on the third day, they finally got out of this purgatory. The sky became extremely dark, the smell of death was thick, and the rivers were shrouded in the shadow of death.

Zhuge Buliang landed on a mountain cliff and looked around.

"Wow, something is wrong, this is not a ghost world, what kind of place is it?"

At this moment, a figure in front of him flew quickly, and the black air was steaming all over his body, and when he flew close to Zhuge Buliang and them, it was a middle-aged human man, black and ghostly.

"Raw?"

After seeing Zhuge Buliang, the ghostly middle-aged man showed a trace of surprise, and then his face was full of hideousness, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet people here, it seems that Lao Tzu is lucky today." ”

Zhuge Buliang looked at the ghostly man in front of him and said, "Who are you?

The ghostly man Yin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, you are about to become Lao Tzu's breakfast, devouring the souls of the living, and Lao Tzu's cultivation will definitely be able to get closer to a higher level." ”

"Human, so you're a ghost?" Zhuge Buliang heard some clues from his words.

"I told you you don't need to know that much. The man who was full of yin qi smiled fiercely, his arms spread, and boundless black qi shrouded him.

Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, and the Beidou light curtain hung down, enveloping them in it, and the black gas couldn't get close at all.

"Well, I'm a little skilled. The man in the shrouded yin qi laughed, and suddenly his body rushed towards Zhuge Buliang like a ghost, and a skull was suspended in the palm of his hand, hitting Zhuge Buliang.

The monkey rushed forward, swept out the iron rod in his hand, and smashed it on the skull.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the skull shattered under the iron rod.

The monkey jumped to its feet, somersaulted in mid-air, and came above the ghostly man, and the iron rod pressed down heavily.

"Monkey, stay alive. Zhuge Buliang shouted on the side.

The monkey brushed the iron rod impenetrable, and the shadow of the stick was hoo, and it covered the man, dispersing the black qi around his body.

"What!" the middle-aged man looked surprised and kept backing away.

The little ginseng fruit sat on the ground holding the little tree, muttering: "This dead monkey didn't expect it to be so powerful, all the monkeys are monsters." ”

"Bang!"

The monkey made a move and knocked the ghost man away.

The ghostly man spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the color of the blood was black.

The middle-aged man's face was hideous, his face flashed with a faint blue light, and the black qi formed a terrifying black hole around his body, which devoured the monkey.

"Boom!"

The iron rod turned into the size of a mountain in the wind, pressed down, and completely scattered the black hole. The swarthy iron rod smashed half of the man's body into the ground on the spot.

"Bang!"

The man rose into the sky, and the black qi formed a grimace and struck at the monkey.

Then, the man flew into the sky without looking back, he knew that he had met a hard character today, and he decisively wanted to retreat.

"Let's go, hmph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, his big purple hand reached into the void, and slapped the man down from mid-air with one palm.

"Imprison him!" Zhuge Buliang shouted.

Phil nodded, and the mysterious totem flew out of her Ti and came above the man's head, and the totem pressed down, slapping the man to the ground.

Zhuge Buliang's figure moved, and when he came to the man's body, his big purple hand fell, slapping his body into the ground, leaving only a head outside.

"Don't brothers, there is something to discuss. The man looked pleading.

Zhuge Buliang squatted down and said, "I really have something to discuss with you." ”

"Okay, what do you want to know?" the man nodded frequently.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang's eyes burned.

"I'm just a ghost cultivator, my name is Wang Bawen. The man said.

"Wang Ba asked?" Zhuge Buliang's face changed, and he directly knocked hard on the top of the head of the word, M, he dared to play a poor mouth when he was dying! Wang Ba asked, which means that whoever asks is Wang Ba. This grandson dared to take advantage.

Wang Ba Plague shook his head and said: "I am indeed called Wang Ba Plague, the Ba of Croton, and the Plague of the Plague God." ”

Zhuge Buliang's face was a little better, and he said, "Tell me, what kind of place is this?"

"Ghost Realm?" Wang Bawen said with a bitter face: "How can the Ghost Realm be so desolate like here, this is the eighteenth layer of hell, and the villain is a ghost cultivator who has been suppressed in the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"Eighteen layers of hell!" Zhuge Buliang immediately exclaimed.

Fei'er behind him also looked surprised: "This is hell, and it's eighteenth layer hell!"

The little ginseng fruit said: "Wow, I said that the ghost world can't be like this, but I didn't expect this to be the eighteenth layer of hell, hey, the one called Wang Ba, tell people, how can you go from the eighteenth layer of hell to the ghost world."

"Go to the Ghost Realm?" Wang Bawen said with a bitter face: "If I knew how to go to the Ghost Realm, I wouldn't have to suppress it here for more than two hundred years." ”?